The fate of each sect's founding ancestor

"I won't see you!" Qin Ming said decisively.

Meng Xinghai asked, "So you refused so decisively?"

In the spacious living room, Purple Copper Brazier Mind Calming Incense burner emitted a soothing fragrance that soothed the soul. Qin Ming sighed, "The people I want to see aren't here, but most of the people I don't want to see have come."

Li Qingyun nodded and said, "Young people should be energetic like this. If you don't want to see them, just refuse." Actually, Qin Ming could imagine some of the scenarios that would occur after they met.

"Wang Caiwei wants to see you." A man in black came in to inform him. "Just tell him I'm in seclusion!" Qin Ming said.

Those people knew he was in the mansion and wanted to see him in person.

Subsequently, Lu Zhenyi, Zheng Maoze, Zeng Yuan, and others sent messages through their messengers.

Qin Ming did not appear, not wanting to see certain people flaunting their superiority after embarking on the Immortal Path; he had already witnessed such things in Silver Vine Town of Black White Mountain.

"Yes, speak your mind." Li Qingyun laughed.

Meng Xinghai said, "Uncle Li, it's best not to use the last four words; it sounds a bit like Cao Ganqiu's style."

Soon, Qin Ming lost his composure. He learned from Meng Xinghai that Cao Ganqiu, Consciousness Spirit Light shone like a blazing red Great Sun, had once stretched out a finger in the night sky, trying to pierce him to death.

Qin Ming felt a wave of fear. He had already kept a low profile, not showing his brilliance in the Divine City, Light Harmony in with the crowd. How could this possibly be an eyesore and offend Cao Qianqiu?

"That doesn't make sense," he said, puzzled.

"He said he saw a trace of the Overlord in you," Meng Xinghai told him.

Qin Ming's expression changed slightly. This old guy's intuition is terrifying. He didn't even use the Overlord's mental cultivation technique, yet he could still see through something?

He clearly remembered the scene he saw in the Overlord's Testament: Cao Ganqiu was ferocious and extremely cruel, and he struck out with six palms, which shattered the Overlord's limbs, torso, and head.

The Overlord's blood fell to the ground and did not extinguish; its spiritual radiance rose, but the old man stomped it into ashes, turning the entire land into scorched earth.

One of the pools of blood, imbued with the Overlord's intense emotions, landed on his suicide note. Cao Ganqiu sneered and with a flick of his hand, extinguished all the spirituality in the blood.

"Has he never encountered a tough opponent, being so assertive and domineering?" Qin Ming asked.

Li Qingyun's expression was solemn as he said, "He kicked through and crushed the iron plate; he is one of the representative figures of the Beyond the Mundane Pure Land."

Meng Xinghai nodded solemnly and said, "Currently, he is one of the leading figures in the Beyond the Mundane Pure Land!" Qin Ming remained silent; this old fellow was simply too powerful and dangerous!

"My Martial Granduncle has already returned, and he probably won't be coming out again for at least ten years," Meng Xinghai said. "Has Lao Cao left?" Li Qingyun asked.

Meng Xinghai said, "Not yet, I heard they're going to take a trip to Black White Mountain."

Upon hearing that Cao Ganqiu was still in the city, Qin Ming immediately felt unsafe.

That old man acted recklessly and arbitrarily; if I ever thought of him again, I could crush him with a single finger. A short while later, Meng Xinghai received a report from his trusted aide and laughed, "He's already gone."

Qin Ming breathed a slight sigh of relief, then felt an intense desire to become stronger. Living in the Night Mist World was already difficult enough, but with an old monster like Cao Ganqiu on top of that, he felt extremely insecure.

Afterwards, the atmosphere gradually relaxed as the Cao Ganqiu was no longer discussed.

When Qin Ming mentioned his experiences at the World's Edge, the two people in the living room were shocked to learn that he had even hunted down Strange-Blooded Creature.

"Do you know the value of a single piece of Strange Blood? Each piece can create an Otherworlder!" Meng Xinghai sighed.

Li Qingyun said, "Some of the old guys in the Six Royals Ancestral Court are probably heartbroken. Behind every divine creature, there must be an elder."

Qin Ming's expression turned serious. "Wouldn't this be considered raising a demon to cause trouble?" Meng Xinghai shook his head. "Not really."

They drew a line, forbidding those old demons from setting foot in human settlements.

Divine Plains was originally a chaotic battlefield and had not yet been developed by us. If it weren't for these old demons who were kept in captivity occupying the border territory and blocking it, other demons would cross the border at any time, leading to the massacre of villages, injuries, and even more bloodshed.

Li Qingyun examined Qin Ming's bones and said, "I can't even judge your potential anymore. Perhaps the New Life Path is too marginalized, and even the heavens can't stand it anymore. Maybe you really can make a name for yourself."

Qin Ming shook his head and said, "What have I accomplished so far? Once I reach the Outer Saint stage, any further advancement will be like climbing an insurmountable Heavenly Chasm. This path is too difficult. I only have two more chances to New Life."

Meng Xinghai said, "I think that with your solid foundation, there might be a turning point, and the road ahead may not necessarily stop you."

Qin Ming sighed, "The Six Royals Ancestral Court is so glorious, possessing the legendary Six Imperial Heart Sutra and a well-established path to follow. But what did I see there? A group of skin-and-bones old men, barely comparable to those not considered old in the Beyond-Mundane Immortal Land, yet far older than them!"

He did indeed feel a sense of crisis because he had learned in detail that those frail old men had once shone brightly in their youth.

All around were Otherworlder, some of whom had even suppressed the Core Disciple of the Beyond the Mundane, but upon reaching the second Major Realm, they were surpassed by their opponents.

However, after reaching the third Major Realm, one can only compete with the younger generation of one's former rivals. Such a mental journey is something most people cannot endure.

Even top-tier Otherworlder aren't much better off. The more glorious their early achievements, the greater the sense of loss they experience later. The feeling of stagnation over a long period is truly terrifying.

Most importantly, someone once wanted the Six Royals Ancestor to become a warrior, which was incredibly terrifying. This topic was too heavy, so Qin Ming didn't Say More.

He asked the two men other questions, hoping to get answers.

Are the Ancestor of the great sects Tathagata, the Six Sovereigns, the Sky-Pillar, and the Jade Clarity Sect all the original founders?

Qin Ming experienced some things at the Six Sovereigns, met Lu Zizai, and while practicing the <River Luo Scripture>, in a half-dream, half-awake state, he seemed to glimpse the Six Royals Ancestor and the terrifying, blood-stained, golden giant shining brightly behind him in the night. There were too many things he didn't understand.

Meng Xinghai became serious and said, "I think they should all have been replaced, because no one can live that long."

This is his answer: the Ancestral Court of various religions New Life Path have existed for at least a thousand years, and the oldest major religion has been around for over three thousand years.

"There's also a theory that some of the Ancestor were the same person from the beginning," Li Qingyun said.

Meng Xinghai said, "At the very least, the Tathagata has Tathagata been replaced. They themselves have the concept of the Present Tathagata,' which refers to the current Ancestor, while the Past Tathagata ' refers to the Ancestor of the past."

Li Qingyun said, "It is rumored that a special scripture once crippled more than one Ancestor." Qin Ming was shocked upon hearing this, guessing that it was likely the Silk Book Method.

Afterwards, the two of them helped Qin Ming discuss where to go, and they talked until late into the night. The next day, Talking Finch learned that Qin Ming had returned and appeared in his room early in the morning.

"Mountain Lord, you're finally back! While you were gone, I, Little Finch, was living a life of utter boredom, longing for you day and night. Now that you're going far away to study, will you take me with you? And please, don't peek at me on the way again."

Qin Ming glanced at it sideways and said, "I heard you've been hanging out with a bunch of strange creatures, having a great time. You haven't taken another wife, have you?"

"How could that be? I'm a loyal bird!" the Talking Finch cried out, now quite mystical, its feathers even more radiant, its beak and claws gleaming.

Cha Ming laughed and said, "Do you even believe that yourself?"

The Talking Finch patted its chest with one wing and said, "We Talking Finch Clan only breed once a year in early spring, and during this time, I remain faithful to my mate!"

Qin Ming didn't comment, otherwise it would definitely say that this is how birds live, that it is a great man, and that its fatherly love is as vast as the sea. Two days later, Qin Ming left the City Lord's Manor, guessing that most of those people should have left by now.

However, coincidentally, when he was looking for Xu Sheng, Sister Fenfang, and Wu to have dinner, he ran into Zheng Maorong and Zeng Yuan, who were still there and hadn't left yet.

If Lu Zhenyi and Chen Bingyan hadn't been there, Qin Ming would have preferred to turn away and avoid them, since the two of them had spoken up for him in Yinteng Town, Black Mountain.

"Qin Ming, you're really not being fair! You came to your territory and you're actually hiding from us!" Zheng Maoze said.

"Big Zheng, why are you covered in injuries?" Qin Ming asked. He had slapped Zheng Dazhuang during a chaotic fight in Divine City because he couldn't hold back.

It can only be said that Zheng Maoze's life-saving Spirit Artifact were very powerful, as they shattered his spiritual shield and spiritual armor, allowing him to escape a calamity.

Zheng Maoze's face darkened upon hearing this. Lately, every time he went out to compete for fortuitous opportunity, he would have a dozen bones broken by some random guy. It was too miserable, and he had developed a psychological trauma from it.

Zeng Yuan was similar to him, in a similar state.

Qin Ming didn't really want to talk to those two, and started chatting with Lu Zhenyi and Chen Bingyan instead.

"Didn't you say you were going into seclusion?" Wang Caiwei was also behind, not having left yet. She was wearing a black dress, her black hair was like jade, and her skin was like cream. She was as beautiful as ever, loved to laugh, and her smile was very bright and infectious.

"I just came out of seclusion today," Qin Ming replied.

Under these circumstances, he inevitably had to treat everyone to a meal. He chose a lakeside restaurant in the city and invited Xu Sheng, Sister Fenfang, and Wu.

Even so, it didn't stop Zheng Maoze from flaunting his superiority on the Immortal Path, and he actually impressed everyone with his display. "For those Beyond the Mundane People, a Jade Armor Guard is enough to be passed down for three generations," Zheng Maoze joked.

His meaning was clear: the Jade Armor Guard was very strong, even extremely powerful, but he himself was unlikely to advance to the next level and could not keep up with his master's cultivation speed. He would be overtaken by the younger generation on the Immortal Path. The Jade Armor Guard could serve three generations of a family.

Looking into his large, black, gem-like eyes, Talking Finch asked curiously, "Brother, do you raise Jade Armor Turtle? In the end, did one turtle outlive three generations of your family?"

"Whose bird is this? It can't even talk!" Zheng Maoze wanted to slam his fist on the table.

"I live in the City Lord's Manor," Talking Finch said.

Xu Sheng smoothed things over, saying, "Brother, have a drink, and let me tell you about my years as a traveling merchant."

It is said that we often encounter the Dead Household in the night fog, and occasionally we see them alive and well in bustling cities; the consequences of this are quite terrifying. (See the book search pavilion)

"Auntie, I see you... um, you look so familiar!" Xu Sheng's face turned pale, as if he were disgusted, and he hurriedly left. Zheng Maoze was stunned, then flew into a rage. The meal was ruined; the drinking party ended abruptly.

"Qin Ming, just let us know if you need anything, and we'll do our best to help," Chen Bingyan said.

Qin Ming didn't stand on ceremony, saying, "If you discover any Extraordinary Art in the Beyond the Mundane, please make a copy for me if possible."

"Alright!" The group left.

That evening, someone sent him a package, though he didn't know who it was.

Qin Ming opened it, and beneath layers of oiled paper lay a book. The cover bore four large characters: Five Thunder Refinement of Organs. This Cultivation Method was definitely not simple; he had heard of it before! Who sent it?

Before Qin Ming could recover, Meng Xinghai, with a solemn expression, informed him of a secret report that Li Qingyun, who had not yet left, had just sent back.

"Incredible! Breaking news! Cao Ganqiu suffered a severe injury at Black White Mountain. This is a major event that will shake the entire Night Mist World!"

(There's more to come!)